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Waking Him Up 



A FARCE, 

IN ONE ACT, 

— BY — 

/ 

MBS. B. M. TOLEB, 

Author of THEKLA, WHAT IS IT? ETC., 

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— CHARACTERS. 






DR. McDONALD . . s ..... , 4 an old Bachelor 

MISS WHITSETT..... .an old Maid 

SUSAN .....a pretty Waiting Maid 



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SCENE.— INTERIOR OF LIBRARY OR SITTING ROOM* 



PROPERTIES.— Tables, chairs, sofa, books, etc—a room nMf 
furnished. 



COSTUMES. 

Br, McDonald. — Grey hair, old-fashioned coat, cravat, black pan- 
taloons, white vest. 

W hitsett.— Dark prim-looking dress, corkscrew curls, hair worn 
Old fashioned way. 

Susan,— Short dress, red stockings, apron with pockets— jaunty 
cap. 



TIME OF PEBFOBMANCE— TWENTY-FIVE MINUTES, 



WAKING HIM UP. 



SCENE FIB ST.— Interior of library or sitting room neatly far- 
nished. Susan lounging across table at c. with dusting brush under her 
arm. 

Enter Whitsett, at c» door. 

fyhit. Susan ! (Susan jumps violently, dropping duster, and 
snatching it up again — beginning to dust industriously) When you are 
through your study of botany, if you have time/ 1 would- like the 
pleasure of your company in the dining room, (sarcastically) Of 
course you have finished here. 

Susan. Oh,— yes'm — I, that is — I am very nearly through. 

WhiU Very nearly! I should hope so; pray how long does it 
usually take you to sweep, and dust a room 1 

Susan. I don't — — (sobs) 

Whit. That depends, I suppose on the time you devote to the 
study of your master's hooks; what have you to do with books? I 
dare say you cannot even read. 

Susan. Indeed madam, you are very much mistaken— 

Whit. There, never mind, I don't wish to hear any of your im- 
pertinent replies. It will be well, if you wish to keep your place, 
to remember your place, as you are aware, I am a relative of Dr.' 
McDonald's, and if I should complain, you understand, Come into 
the dining room, when you hear the bell ring. (exit c. 

Susan. ( indignantly) I won't bear it; it is not in human nature to 
endure her domineering rule. The old goose I She can't abide me, 
(laughs) no more can I her for that matter, but I know why she 
hates me; she is trying to entrap my master into marrying her, and 
she knows I suspect it; as if poor dear master'd look at the likes of 
her. But then, widows, there is no telling, they are so knowing, 
they know ways that are dead secrets to us. Oh, — oh, she hated me 
bad enough before this last, I'll tell you. I knocked on her door 
this morning to ask about the curtain for the hall chamber, nobody 
answered, so I just pushed open the door, and went in; no one was 
in the room, but there were the old lady's teeth on the dressing table, 
(laugh) and her back hair hanging on a chair, and I looked at those 
teeth, ( laughs) there they lay a grinning at me, so I just picked 'em 
up, and was looking at 'em, when in she steps from the next room, 
and gave me such a start, that I was near letting them fall. Gra- 
cious t How she did look, her hair all skewed up in a little knob be- 
kind, her nose came down, and her chin come up, and she says 




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"Susan, what do you mean by this impertinence." ( imitate some one 
with teeth out) I wish I could think of some way to put master on 
his guard. La, bless you, he's that buried in his books that nothing 
short of a cannon fired off under his nose, would waken him; he 
don't even look at me. But then, all the more danger for him, if he 
was to look at her, she wouldn't stand the least chance, she is that 
homely ! To think master should live a bachelor all these years ! I 
only wonder some better looking widow than Whitsett hain't caught 
him before now. (dusting and arranging) Now I wonder — wouldn't 
it be splendid— why not after all— I'm not so bad looking, and I've 
often heard of gentlemen marrying beneath them, yes, I've even 
heard of a king who married a beggar girl. Whitsett is only his 
house keeper, if she is a distant relative by marriage, and she'll have 
him, if something isn't done. Oh, if something would only happen, 
just as it always does in a novel ! If he should fall sick, and I could 
nurse him ! But then, Whitsett wouldn't let me go near him. What 
can I do, only to rouse him out of his books long enough to Learn 
that there are pretty girls, as well as curious plants? I have an 
idea ! I'll try it, after all I can but fail, but I'll not fail. A woman 
can do any thing she tries. (exit c. 

Enter Br. McDonald b., takes off long linen duster, and puts on 
dressing gown, seats himself at table c. places plants, etc. about. 

Doctor. Ah, these long walks over the fields are getting too much 
for me. ( looks over books) Let me see, where tras I ? 

Miter Susan, c. 

Susan, (aside) There he is again, poring over those horrid 
Botany books, calling of simple things, which there real name is 
spelt with three or four letters, by some outlandish jargon that 
sounds Hottentottish ; Avhat's the good of it, I say ? 

Doctor, (reading) The Humulous lupalis, or common hop, has 
this peculiarity 

Susan. Listen at that ! So humulous lupalis, is the Hottentot for 
hop ! Fancy a hop grower sending his men to work in the humulous 
lupulis fields, to gather the humulous lupulises. But now for it; 
I see he won't see me unless I speak. Ahem ! If you please master? 

Doctor. Hammamelis Virginiana, Salix Latifolia- 

Susan. Hanuah, Amelias, Sally's got her full of you ! Why, I 
didn't know he knew any girls ! If you please sir, Dr. McDonald ! 

Doctor. Eh? Susan, my girl, did you wish to speak with me? 

Susan. Yes sir, if you please sir, I should like to give a month's 
warning. 

Doctor. Ah ! Are you dissatisfied with your place ? 

Susan. No sir, but I want to go on the stage. 

Doctor. On the stage ! 

Susan. Yes, sir. 

Doctor. Why my child, you are not in earnest? 

Susan. Oh, yes sir, I've quite made up my mind. 

Doctor. ( aside) Wjhy, this foolish girl has been dazzled with the 
scenery, dress and glamor. Susan, my poor girl, you don't know 
what you are talking about; your fancy has been taken no doubt oy 
the seeming splendor of the stage. Ah, my child, you have never 
been behind the scenes, you little know the miserable lives actors 
Eye, it would take me a long time to tell you of the many wretched 



WAKING HI3I TIP: f 

ways which are theirs; let me beg of you, put such foolish sinful 
thoughts out of your mind ; come, you are a quiet tidy girl, be con- 
tent as you are; I will give Whitsett orders, to raise your wages. 

(resumes his reading. 

Susan, (aside) Oh, good gracious ! (aloud) But sir, it isn't so 
much the wages, but oh, the jewels, and silks, and laces, that an 
actress wears! 

Doctor. Why child, do you know that it often requires years of 
Aard study, to fit one for an actress? (aside) Really, this is quite a 
nice looking girl, I wonder I never noticed her before; it would be a 
pity to let the poor child be led away by a silly fancy ; I must show 
her the folly of this, (aloud) What has made you think you could, 
act, and to what particular branch of histrionic art do you aspire? 
Have you any voice ! 

Susan. ( aside) Now that's what I call a foolish question, for a 
smart man like master, (aloud) Any voice, did you say sir ? 

Doctor. Yes. • 

Susan. Why of course I have. 

Doctor. Let's hear it. 

Susan. The very best I can do sir? ■* 

Doctor. Certainly, I don't want to hear the worst, if I am to pass 
my judgment. 

'Susan, (aside) Well if I must, but I'm sure I don't see what 
that's got to do with it. (sitings her arms above her head, and gives a 
terrific yell. 

Doctor. Good gracious alive! Girl, are you mad? Ah, I'm afraid 
there's a spice of mischief in you, but you should remember old men 
— ahem ! eldery men, are apt to have nerves, I meant had you any 
voice to sins. Can you sing? 

Susan. Oh, sing, why didn't you say so, to be sure I can, and 
whistle too. (puts her hands in her pockets, makes a few waltz steps, 
whistles a bar or two of waltz.) 

Doctor. Ha, ha! la whistling an accomplishment for the stage? 
Let me hear you sing. 

Susan, (sings, — That Little Black Mustache. 

SONG.— THAT LITTLE BLACK MUSTACHE. 

*0h! once I had a charming beau, 
I loved him dear as life, 
* I surely thought the time would come, 
When I would be his wife, 
His pockets they were filled with gold, 

And oh! he cut a dash, 
With diamond ring, a watch and chain, 
And a darling black mustache. 

CHORUS. 

Oh! that little black mr.stache. 
That little black mustache, 
Every time I think of it, 

My heart beats quick a3 flash. 
That little black mustache, 

That little black mustache, 
But you must know, I've lost my beau, 

With the little black mustache. 

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Doctor. m Ah, very fine, very fine. But don't you know something 
sentimental ? 

Susan. Yes sir* Oh! Yes sir* (sings one stanza of "Annie 
Zaurie, 1 * in exaggerated operatic style* 

Doctor, Ha, ha ! Very good, but rather unintelligible. By the 
Way it seems, to have something of a familiar ring about it, 

Susan, That was ''Annie Laurie" sir. 

Doctor, Good gracious, you don't Say so! Well, it had as well 
been Greek, for all I could understand of it, 

Susan, Oh, nobody expects to understand the words sir ! 

Doctor. No? Well, I don't know much of modern singing; well 
then, what do you know of elocution, let me hear your voice in read- 
ing and declamation, if I am convinced that I am hiding a genius, 
as a house maid, I will gladly assist instead of hindering you ; here 
is — (takes a book from the table, 

Susan, (in a tragic manner, from King John) "Thou art perjured 
too ! What a fool art thou ! Thou cold beloved slave ! Hast thou 
not spoke like thunder on my side? Been sworn my soldier? Bid* 
ding me depend upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength? 
And dost thou now fall over to my foes? Thou, wearest a lion's hide! 
Doff it, for shame ! And hang a calfskin on those recreant limbs !" 

Doctor, (backing and frightened) Really! You should confine 
your remarks to — I mean— (aside) Bless my soul ; I'm afraid she 
has already lost her wits, (aloud) My good girl, you shouldn't 
startle one so, you shouldn't indeed, confound it! I don't know 
when I was so shaken up ! 

Susan, 1 was acting for you sir. 

Doctor, Oh, yes, I know, but you see however* that was very 
well done, (aside ) Imitation is not acting though ! 

Susan, (suddenly) "Oh, love, remain, it is not yet near day ; it 
was the nightingale and not the lark, that pierced the fearful hollow 
of thine ear — believe me love, it was the nightingale." (during 
Susan's speech, the Doctor must follow her movements and smile in a 
silly way^ as she beseeches.) 

Doctor, Well, I must say— - 

Susan. "It is! Begone away 1 It is the lark that sings so out of 
tune 5 straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps." 

Doctor, (gazing at her through his glasses) Upon my word this is 
. a charming little thing, I think— 

i Susan, "But who is Margaret Woftingt on ! That she should as- 
\ pire to an honest love I What have we to do with hearts, or homes, 
or firesides ? Have we not the stage, it's paste diamonds, it's paste 
feelings, and the applause of fops and sots? — hearts, — beneath loads 
of tinsel and paint? Nonsense ! The love that can follow souls to 
heaven— such love for us? Nonsense !" 

Dactor. My dear— 
' Susan. "His wife ? Are wives' hearts the only hearts that throb, 
and burn, and break? I hate her, and him— and all the world !" 

Doctor, (aside) Bless my soul! This is an extraordinary affair ; I 
must persuade her out of this, she must not be encouraged ; she is a 
sparkling little thing, but— 

Susan. "True, true as my love! He has spoken the truth, and I 
shall imitate him, for what can any other man be to me, or woman 
to you ? When I am told to your face that you are a felon, then to 



W AKIN a HIM UP. 7 

your face, I say you are my idol, my hero, and my martyr ! Love ? 
The word is too common, too tame'! I worship you ! I* adore you ! 
Ah, how beautiful you are, when you arc angry ; how noble you 
are, when you forgive; for you do, you must forgive." 

Doctor, (excited and perspiring, after backing about the stage, fol~ 
lowed up by Susan — aside) Upon my word; I'm not used to this sort 
of thing, this takes away my breath ; suppose Whitsett should come 
in. 

Susan. "Not another word, or I shall forget I am your daughter; 
, kill me if you like, insult me if you will, but not a word against him 
Hove, or I give him my hand, and we live and die on this island! 
Oh, father, he has so often saved the life you value, and I have saved 
his ; have pity on your child ! Have pity on him who carries my heart 
in his bosom." 

Doctor, (aside) She must not be encouraged, (strides up and 
down the stage) They say, there is no fool like an old fool; but I'm 
only fifty, perhaps she has a lover. Zounds, what can I be thinking 
of— I wonder — (aloud) Susan? 

Susan. ( making a stagey motion toward him) Yes, sir ! 

Doctor. Now— now, don't come at me again like that. I'm per- 
fectly satisfied, perfectly satisfied of your abilhy— but — I suppose 
now, well, it is only reasonable to suppose, that a good looking girl 
like you should have a sweetheart, eh ? 

Susan, (aside) La, now do you suppose he really is going to — ? 
(aloud ) No, sir, I have no sweetheart. 

Doctor. No? That's remarkable, ahem! But you have had I 
suppose. 

Susan. Oh, yes sir, there have been plenty of young fellows, who 
would like to keep company with me, but I was.never easy to please 
sir, (laughs) Then there was one young man sir, Joe Wylie, by 
name — a sailor, and you know a sailor is a ne'etvdo-well ; well sir, 
Joe was no exception to the rule, he could never show a penny 
twenty-four hours after he'd get his wages. 

Doctor. Umph — yes — and this sailor, did he come courting ? 

Susan. Oh, yes, and if— but then, I was not to be fooled by soft 
words only, sol says to him, Joe Wylie, before you think of taking 
a wife, you had best mend those spendthrift ways of yours ; how do 
you propose to take care of a wife, or maybe you think I might take 
in washing, and support you. 

Doctor. Ha, ha ! How did he take that? 

Susan. Oh, he was angry you may be sure, and muttered some- 
thing about my "might having to do worse." "Perhaps I may" said 
I, "but I shall be alone, the wash-tub may be a goocl saddle, but it 
won't carry double." I've seen too much poverty in my mother's 
house, it shan't come in my door, to drive love out at the* window. 

Doctor. That was right my dear, eminently proper, and — ahem, 
ah — where is this sailor now ? 

Susan. Married long since, that was five years ago. 

Doctor. Ah ! And how old are you now ? 

Susan. N'early twenty -two, sir. 

Doctor. Yes. Umph, umph! (aside) Twenty-two, and fifty. 
I wonder what people would say? But why should J care what 
]»eoplesay; I hope I'm old enough — that is to say — I'm not in my 
dotage yet. (aloud) Susan, what should you think of an old man 



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like myself, if he should ask a young girl, say like yourself, to be 
his wife? 

Susan. I should think she was a very happy girl, sir. 

Doctor. But suppose that old man is me, and the young girl is 
yourself? 

Susan, But it can't be me. 

Doctor. But it is then ; come, I offer you a true love, I'm not so 
young as I once was, but we must all grow old. Be my wife, give 
tip this idea of the stage — and— 

Susan, (weeping) Oh, master, Br. McDonald, forgive me ! lam 
a wicked girl; you would never speak so kindly to me if you knew — 

Doctor. Why, what is this? Knew what? There don't cry so, 
tell me the trouble. 
. Susan, (still crying) Oh, sir, I am a wicked, wicked girl! 

Doctor. Oh, no ; I can't believe that of you, there, there now, tell 
me all about it. 

Susan. 1 don't want to go on the stage ! 

Doctor. And I don't want you to, and if you become my wife 
there is no necessity of your going on the stage. 

Susan. But it was ajl false sir, I never did want to go on the stage. 

Doctor. Eh, what ! Then why in the name of mercy did you tell 
me so? I see, I've been made a fool of. 

Susan. No, no, master, believe me, I — oh, forgive me, and I'll tell 
you all. 

Doctor. My dear child, I certainly bear you rio ill will, I am only 
too blame for making a fool of myself. 

Susan. Oh, don't say that, you could never do that ; believe me 
my dear master when I say I love, and reverence you, above any 
man I ever saw. 

Doctor. Is this "acting" too? 

Susan. I saw that your housekeeper was trying every way in 
her power to entrap you into marriage. Ah, you needn't look so in- 
credulous, I know it! And if you were not the best, noblest and 
most unsuspecting of men, you would have seen it too; we women 
understand one another's ways better than you do sir, and I tell you 
if you don't make a firm stand, Whitsett will marry you, whether 
you will or not. 

Doctor. This is nonsense, and has nothing to do with this decep- 
tion of which you have been guilty. 

Susan. Oh, yes it has; for I saw what she was up to, and I saw 
you so unsuspecting, so immersed in your studies, so good, and kind, 
and I thought — I thought— well I thought I'd see if it was possible 




Doctor. On condition. 
Susan. What is it ? 

Doctor. That you accept the consequences of your plan, for "wak- 
ing me up"— be my wife. 

Susan. I am not worthy but I will try to be^what your wife should 

be. 

Doctor. I have no fears on that score, you are a generous, impul- 
sive loving woman, them is more danger of your repenting your 



WAKING- HIM UP. 9 

choice of an old man. (Susan puts her hands over his lips, he kisses 
her fingers) 
Susan, (aside) I'll send Whitsett marching to morrow ! 

Enter Whitsett, at l. 

Whit. Ah, — gracious heaven ! I must he dreaming ! Dr. McDon- 
ald, Susan you artful hussy — 

Doctor. My good Whitsett, can't you see that you are entirely 
detrop here. No, you are not dreaming, you are just "waking up," 
so am I. Let me present to you the future mistress of my house 
and — heart. 



Susan gives her hand to Dr. McDonald, who is standing r. of her, 
and ma.ke.s up a wry face at Whitsett t who does the same to her. 



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Ames' Plays—Continued. 



NO. M. F. 

48 Schtinpa — ' 1 

107 School 5 

seing Boating 3 

138 Sewing Circle of Period... 5 

115 S. H. A. M. Pinafore 5 3 

omebody'a Nobody 3 2 

1)4 10,000 Years Ago . '. 3 

25 Sport with a Sportsman... 2 
71) Spy-of Atlanta, 25c 14 3 

92 Stage Struck Darkey 2 J 

ID Stocks Up, Stocks Down.. 2 

137 Taking the Census 1 ] 

62 Ten Nights in Bar-Boom 7 3 

154 That Boy Sam 3 1 

40 Tnat Mysterious B'dle ... 2 2 

38 The Bewitched Closet 5 2 

87 The Biter Bit 5 2 

131 The Cigarette 4 2 

141 Thekla 6 7 

101 The Coming Man 3 1 

67 The False Friend 6 1 

97 The Fatal Blow 7 1 

119 The Forty -Miners 10 4 

93 The Gentleman in Black 9 4 
112 The New Magdalen ..... 8 3 



NO. M. P. 

118 The Popcorn Man 3 1 

71 The Reward ot* Crime 5 3 

16 The Serf 6 3 

68 The Sham Professor 4 

6 The Studio 3 

102 Turn of the Tide 7 4 

54 The Two T. J's 4 2 

7 The Vow of the Ornani ..8 1 
28 Thirty-three nxtBrithd'y 4 2 

108 Those Awful Boys 5 

63 Three Glasses a Day 4 2 

105 Through Suow and Sun- 
shine 6 4 

142 Tit for Tat 2 1 

4 Twain's Dodging 3 1 

151 Wanted a Husband, 2 1 

5 When Women Weep 3 2 

121 Will-o'-the-Wisp ,. 9 4 

56 Wooing Under Difficulties 4 3 

41 Won at Last 7 3 

70 Which will he Marry 2 8 

135 Widower's Trials 5 4 

58 Wrecked 9 3 

147 Waking Him Up 1 2 

111 Yankee Duelist 2 2 



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volume contains the following plays: Roek Allen the Orphan, or Lost 
j and Found ; Three Glasses a Day, or the Broken Home; Mother's Fool ; 
The Reward of Crime, or the Love of Gold ; The Coming Man ; The 
Turn of the Tide, or Wrecked in Port; Hash. Neatly bound in cloth, 
price 75 cents. 

Happy Frank** Comie Sons ami Joke Book.— Contains a 
choice collection of original songs, jokes, conundrums, stump speeches, 
etc. It also contains one complete Dutch sketch, one negro farce, and 
one negro sketch. Fifteen cents per copy. 

J^T* Please Remember that we can fill your orders for any 
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in the line of amateur supplies such as wigs, beards, mustaches, face 
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NEW PLAYS-lo CEN TS EACH. 

The Emigrant's Daughter. —A border drama in 3 acts, by Len. Ellsworth 
Tilden, 8 males, 3 females, Time of playing 2 hours. This drama is replete with 
startling situations, thrilling incidents, and is interesting from beginning to end. 
Every character is good, and beside the leading characters, include Indians, Coyotes, 
etc. A comedy — a party who is a professor of phrenology, will keep an audience in 
roars of laughter. There are also two good Irish comedy parts. See synopsis of in- 
cidents below. 

—SYNOPSIS OF INCIDENTS.— 

ACT FIRST. — Coyotes in camp, the Cottrell emigrant train, Prairie Spirit causes 
surprise and fear, "a thousand dollars for the solving of the mystery," attack by 
the Indians, Skipp in a fix, Black Eagle's vow, compact of Devine and Budgett, 
the prairie on fire. Home of the Cottrells, Budgett laying his plans, a little rifle 
practice, Budgett departs for the Coyote camp, "to-night the attack shall be made," 
Skipp skips in, phrenology discussed, Bridgett's dander is up, "tell me I'm lousy 
Avill ye? examination of Patrick's head, "he hangs his banner on the outer walls," 
engagement of Minnie and Fynes, the Prairie Spirit appears, the camp attacked, 
"for life and liberty." 
ACT SECOND. — Prisoners, Fynes buried alive, "he will be a kind of headstone to 
.the Cottrell settlement," Devine swears to marry Minnie, her scorn, Eynes left 
alone to die, Skipp safe and a skipping, thinks the buried man a ghost, rescue of 
Fynes, appearance of the Prairie Spirit, Skipp offers to examine her head, "well 
she is the first woman I ever saw who wouldn't wag her jaw— a good woman to 
marry," Black Eagle on the trail, a mop solo, capture of Devine, torture at the 
stake, the Spirit appears, on the trail, a father's grief, "light dawns," Skipp lec- 
tures on phrenology, examination of heads, Skipp recognized as a former minister, 
he is detained to marry Devine to Minnie, "I am an American — in detaining me 
you insult the American flag." 
A CT THIRD. — Minnie's despair, the traitor, hope raised to be banished, foiled, 
the forced marriage, "when Daniel Devine comes for his intended bride he shall 
find a bride of death," the strange letter, hope again, trouble in the Coyote camp, 
a duel between Budgett and Devine, death of Budgett, Skipp tries to skip per- 
forming the marriage ceremony between Devine and Minnie, "according to 
the laws of phrenology you are not mated to wed together," the Prairie Spirit, 
divorced by death, story of the Prairie Spirit, Black Eagle revenged, "all peace 
now — Sreat Spirit smile on the Emigrant' 's Daughter." 
New Years in New York; or. The German Baron. — An entirely neAv and 
original comedy in two acts, by W. H. Spangler, Jr., seven males six females. One 
of the best of modern comedies, containing a great variety of characters each entirely 
different from all the others. Full of humor from beginning to end, the German 
character especially being well worthy the talent of the best comedians. 

Wanted a Husband. — A Dutch sketch in 1 scene, by F. L. Cutler, 2 males, 1 
female. Very amusing — time 15 minutes. 

Cuft''S Luck. — An Ethiopian sketch in 1 scene, by F. L. Cutler, 2malesl female, 
Another of Mr. Cutler's best. Time 15 minutes. 

Old Pompey.'— An Ethiopian sketch in 1 scene, by F. L. Cutler, lmale 1 female, 
Good character for an aged darkey impersonator. Time 20 minutes. 

Tit fOC Tat. — a very pleasing conedietia in 1 act. by Ida M. Buxton, 2 males, 
1 female. Scene, a plain room— costumes modern— dialogue fresh and sparkling. A 
capital piece for amateurs— time 20 minutes. 

Happy Fraiafe's toinic Song* and Joke liook. 

Contains a choico collection of original son, r s, jokes, conundrums, stump speeches, 
etc. In addition to the above, it also contains one complete Dutch sketch, one Ethi- 
opian farce, and a Negro sketch, all of which have never before been published. Price 
15 per copy. 



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MY NAME VASHE/NRfCHHANS. — A roaring Dutch song, words by W. H. 
Spangler, Jr., music by F. O.Wilson. A great success and pronounced by both press 
and public the greatest hit of many years. Price 30 cents. 

HERE VAS BIN LEEDLE DE ITCH MR GAL, — A capital Dutch song for "male 
voices, words by W. II. Snangler, Jr., music by F. 0. Wilson. Can be used as a solo, 
or as a solo and chorus. Price 30 cents. 

A HEALTH TO OCR HOSTESS. —A male quartette, words by W. II. Spangler, 
T " .., music by F. 0. Wilson. It is sure to please all who pure 1- ^ ^^ "^ *"~ "~ 

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